We finally put up our tree today. It’s a purple one, but strangely it’s you don’t really notice it’s purple once the decorations are on.
Most of our decorations have a story behind them. Some are from a tradition we made up – every Christmas since we’ve been married we’ve bought a new decoration for our tree. Some are from my Mum, who made the white stuffed star in the middle. Some have been brought from overseas by T’s family – eggs from Russia and, new this year, camels from Oman.